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Hummingbird	By : Onileo Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 18
          "There is nothing I can do for her, Kisame. She is dying." Itachi said in his emotionless voice.
          "No!" Kisame shouted. "She can't die!"
          Itachi returned his angry gaze with a calm one. "If she stays here, her death is inevitable. However, I know of one person that can save her."
          "Who?" Kisame demanded, grabbing Itachi by the front of his cloak.
          He regarded his partner coolly before he answered. "The Sannin, Tsunade, Hokage of Konohagakure. But Leader-sama would never let you take her back. It's too much of a risk to our safety. And it will take you at least three days to get there. I don't believe she has that long." If it had been anyone else to grab him, he would have killed them.
          Kisame released Itachi and turned to where Hinata lay on his bed. Carefully picking her up, he turned to his partner. "Leader-sama can do whatever he damn well pleases with me when I get back. I'm taking her. And I will make it in time." he said.
          Itachi nodded as Kisame took off. Through the empty hallway, down the stairs, right past Konan and out the still open door he ran. He never even bothered to look at Hidan and Kisho as he rushed past. Three pairs of eyes watched as he took off down the street, heading out of the village.
          "Where the hell is he going?" Hidan asked, looking at Konan. She just shrugged. Wherever he was going with Hinata, she hoped he made it in time. She had really grown to like the girl in the couple of months that she had been with Akatsuki. It would be a shame to lose her so soon. Turning back to Kisho, she gave him a hard stare. "Let's go upstairs so you can tell Leader-sama what happened." she said.
          Wearily, Kisho hung his head. Nodding, he stood and followed Konan out of the room and up the stairs. As he passed the second floor, he noticed Itachi standing in the hallway, arms folded in front of him. Blood red eyes met gold ones an instant before he looked away. Guilt and anger consumed him. This was all Itachi's fault. If he hadn't used the Sharingan on him, he never would have frozen up when Hinata needed him. Then she wouldn't have gotten hurt and they would still be on their way to the bridge. Glaring, he stood in front of Pein's office.

          Kisame bent forward as he ran. It had started raining again, and he was trying to shield Hinata's body from as much of it as he could. He should have brought something to cover her with as they traveled. Stupid, he chided himself. A stray drop hit her face anyway and he glanced down at her. Her eyes were half open and her cheeks were flushed. She had a fever. Kisame frowned. That would take a toll on her already weakened body.
          Pouring chakra into his legs, he forced himself to go faster. He silently thanked Kami that he had a huge supply of it. If there was ever a reason for him to have so much, this was it. He would use every drop he had to get her to help in time. Even if it killed him. If he lost her, he might as well be dead anyway. He was nothing without his little Hummingbird. Peering into the growing darkness, he pushed his morbid thoughts away. He would make it.
          A few hours later, Hinata's fever worsened. She was burning up in his arms. It was also getting more difficult to hang on to her. The poison was working its magic on her system, making her occasionally thrash in pain. Spotting a small stream glittering in the moonlight, Kisame stopped to rest and wipe her face and bare arms. It would help to cool her skin and hopefully bring her fever down some.
          He had just finished her arms and was going to wipe some of the blood off her stomach when her small, pale hand grabbed his arm. Looking at her face in surprise, he smiled. Her eyes were open and clear. Her face was lined with pain, but she didn't seem delirious.
          "Kisame. W-where are we?" she asked weakly.
          "We're on our way to Konoha. I'm taking you to Tsunade." he answered.
          "N-no." she said with more force than he thought she was capable of. "You'll be k-killed."
          "I'll be fine. Listen, I want you to do something for me. When you get there, don't tell them anything about us. Let them think you were held captive the whole time. And whatever you do, don't defend me."
          Hinata frowned and started to protest, but he stopped her with a finger to her lips. "If they think you turned on them, they will question you, maybe even torture you for information. I wouldn't be able to stop myself from killing all of them if they did that. Let them continue to believe I'm the monster they think I am. It will keep you safe. Please, do it for me."
          Hinata nodded and closed her eyes. Kisame wrapped her in his cloak and picked her back up. "Now get some rest. We need to keep moving." he said. Gripping the mesh of his shirt, Hinata curled into his chest. Feverish tears rolled down her cheeks as another wave of pain coursed through her body. If only she hadn't been so weak, she could've defeated Matsu. But she didn't. And now she had to leave Kisame because of it. Her father had been right. She was worthless.
          Kisame felt Hinata's body relax as she slipped back into oblivion. She had been lucid, but her fever hadn't come down any. If anything, it was worse. He had to hurry. His aching legs protesting the continued abuse, he pressed himself to go faster. His chakra was holding up fine, so his body would just have to deal with it.
          Dawn came and went just as Kisame crossed the border into the Land of Fire. His body screamed at him to stop. His legs had started cramping long ago and his back and arms were sore from carrying Hinata all night. He was sweating heavily, even though the morning air was cool, and his chakra was lower than it had ever been in his life. Even his hair drooped around the edges of his forehead protector.
          He had to keep going. He had about a day's worth of travel left, but if he kept the pace he had been going at, he should make it to the gates by noon. He just hoped for Tsunade's sake that she was as good as Itachi claimed. Hinata was getting worse, her breathing getting raspy and uneven. She hadn't regained consciousness since the stream, and her fever was still dangerously high. Her thrashing came at more regular intervals, and she had almost jumped out of his arms more than once.
          Finally, after running all morning without a single break, Kisame spotted the massive gates of Konohagakure. Stopping just out of sight, he leaned heavily against a tree. He was on the verge of collapse, his chakra all but gone and his body nearly ready to shut down on him. But he had made it. Hinata was still alive, and they were here.
          Setting her gently down, he removed his cloak from around her, and put it back on. She never even stirred. Cupping her cheek, he gently kissed her on the lips. Her eyes fluttered once before she was still, save for her ragged breathing. Taking a deep breath, he took her scent in one last time. Even if he never saw her again, he would savor this moment for eternity. He would have sighed if his labored breathing would have allowed it.
          Picking her up once again, he turned and walked toward the guards standing at their post. When they noticed his approach, their eyes widened and they nearly panicked. One shinobi stood in the way, kunai out, ready to defend his village to the death, while the other ran for help. Kisame could hear his frantic shouts in the background.
          Pasting a smirk on his face, he stopped five feet from the guard. He looked from Hinata to Kisame. His face filled with rage and he was just about to attack when Kisame spoke.
          "Don't. I'm not here to fight." he growled. Then he said the words that would guarantee Hinata's safety and damn his soul. Each one tore through his heart like shards of glass as they passed his lips. "Take this worthless kunoichi to the Hokage. Tell her this is what happens when Konoha interferes with the Akatsuki's business."
          Forcing his fingers to loosen his grip, he opened his hands until gravity took over, and Hinata landed at his feet with a dull thud. Glaring angrily at the man still frozen in front of him he brought his hand in front of his face. "Do it. Now." he commanded before disappearing in a puff of smoke.
          Kisame watched from several yards away as a crowd gathered at the front gates. They were checking Hinata carefully, but none of them seemed interested in getting her to the hospital anytime soon. That is, until the pink haired kunoichi arrived. Haruno Sakura. She pushed her way through the crowd, shouting angrily at them for standing around. She took one look at Hinata, scooped her up and turned around, running for the hospital.
          Kisame let out a relieved sigh. Now all he had to do was wait to see if she made it. His eyes drooping with exhaustion, he dropped to the base of the tree. Konoha would probably be sending out a pursuit team immediately. But he was too tired to run. Spotting a very large hollow tree nearby, he slumped down inside it. Using the last of his available chakra, he cast a defensive jutsu just before he passed out.

          Kisho lay on his bed in the dark, his mind a blissful blank. He refused to sleep, even though he was exhausted. As soon as he closed his eyes, the nightmares would begin. Ever since Hinata was injured, they returned to haunt him. And this time they were much worse. Wooden puppets, Kisame, Hinata and Zetsu all joined in his nightly torture.
          He might as well get it over with. He had to have some form of rest. After Pein nearly took his head off for screwing up, he assigned him to work with Zetsu until Hinata returned or he found another partner. Kisame still hadn't returned yet, even though it had been almost three days. Kisho hoped he returned soon. If Pein decided to partner him with Itachi, he would probably go mad and kill himself.
          A wave of guilt swept over him as he closed his eyes and let exhaustion sweep over him. "I'm sorry, Hinata-chan." he whispered as the glaring red eyes of death slipped into the blackness of his mind.

          Hinata slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she noticed was the sunlight streaming through the window. It wasn't raining. That was good, maybe she and Kisame could do something fun outside. Then she heard a familiar voice, and turning her head, she frowned. What was Tsunade doing in her room?
          "Good, you're awake." Tsunade said, smiling at her.
          Hinata didn't answer her. The events of the last couple days were flashing in her head as her memory came back to her. Her mission with Kisho, the puppet, a frantic race back to the base, then waking up to Kisame carrying her through the woods. Taking her to Konoha. Away from him. She was alone once again. Her mind screamed at her loss. Outwardly she merely frowned a little deeper. Bringing Tsunade's face into focus, she found she didn't really know what to say to her.
          "How long have I been out?" she asked.
          "We found you outside the front gate three days ago. How long you were unconscious before then, I don't know. Do you remember what happened to you?"
          "No."
          "What's the last thing you do remember?"
          Kisame's face popped into her mind. His gentle hands cooling her burning skin. He had asked her to protect them. To pretend she had been a hostage the whole time. Pretend that they were real monsters, to keep her safe. She didn't want to do it. She wanted everyone to know what a caring person he really was. But he had asked her to, so she would.
          "I was at the Akatsuki base." she said.
          "What was happening?" Tsunade asked firmly.
          "I don't really remember. There were people talking, then I was in a lot of pain."
          "Somehow, you were poisoned with coated senbon. There were five deep puncture wounds in your abdomen. You were nearly dead when we got to you. Sakura and I spent nearly twelve hours keeping you alive and drawing out the poison. Hinata, did the Akatsuki do this? Did they torture you?" she asked, placing her hand gently on Hinata's shoulder. A single tear slid down her cheek as she nodded. She hated this.
          "Okay. No more questions for now. You need to rest. Are you hungry?"
          Hinata nodded again. When Tsunade left to get her some breakfast, she turned her head to gaze out the window, blankly studying the rooftops of Konoha. The place that not so very long ago was her home. Now it just seemed cold and empty, despite the sunshine and cheerful faces. Her home was a pair of strong warm arms and a deep, enticing voice.
          Tsunade reentered the room carrying a tray. She set it down beside Hinata and gave her an obligatory smile. "Your teammates are here. Would you like to see them?"
          Hinata smiled softly. Shino and Kiba. The two people she cared the most about other than Kisame. She was actually a little nervous to see them. Would they be able to see through her lies? Would they understand if they did? Would they be able to accept the changes she had made in her life, or would they think her a shallow traitor?
          With all these questions swirling in her mind, Hinata didn't notice that Tsunade had slipped out of the room. Taking her smile for a yes, she called the boys over and ushered them into Hinata's room. Kiba and Akamaru bounded in first, followed quietly by Shino.
          "Hey, Hinata-chan!" Kiba greeted her.
          "Hello Kiba-kun, Shino-kun." Hinata said smiling. For a moment the black abyss of despair was pushed back, and she realized just how much she missed her boys.
          "Hello, Hinata-chan." came Shino's voice, muffled by his jacket.
          Akamaru placed his huge front paws on the bed and stuck his wet nose in Hinata's palm. She was just about to reach up to scratch behind his ears when he started growling softly. Jumping down, he started frantically sniffing around the room, searching every corner carefully. Kiba watched his dog for a moment, then turned back to Hinata. Leaning very close to her face, his warm brown eyes searched her pale ones.
          "Are you feeling okay, Hinata-chan?" he asked.
          "I'm fine, Kiba-kun." Hinata replied.
          "Great. I'm just going to run over to the cafeteria and get some juice. We've been waiting for hours and I'm dying of thirst. Do you want any?" Kiba asked quickly.
          "No, I'm fine, but thank you." Hinata replied.
          Turning, Kiba called Akamaru to him and headed out the door of Hinata's room. His face darkened as he made his way into the hallway. Primal rage filled him until his eyes glowed and his cheeks burned. That bastard. That soulless bastard. How dare he touch Hinata! Reaching back, he punched the wall as hard as he could. It echoed loudly in the near empty hallway.
          Slumping down to sit in the floor, Kiba brought his knees up and rested his arms on them. Akamaru sat beside him, whining softly. He wasn't sure at first, but when Akamaru started growling and Kiba leaned in close to Hinata, he could smell it. Hoshigaki Kisame's scent was all over her. His lips drew back in a snarl and a low growl emerged from his throat. It was one thing to abduct someone, but to force a woman against her will was unforgivable. Kiba's eyes glowed savagely in the harsh light. He prayed to meet up with the shark ninja one day soon. He would rip him to shreds.
          Back in the room, Hinata and Shino stared at each other for a long while, at a loss for what to say. Hinata found herself in her old habit of fidgeting. A blush pinkened her cheeks and she stared at her knees, covered by a thin white sheet.
          "He didn't offer to get me any juice." Shino said quietly.
          Hinata glanced over at her teammate. Yeah, that was Shino alright. Sulky as ever. She gave him a small smile. "I'm sure he didn't mean to forget you, Shino-kun. If you are thirsty, you can have mine."
          "Hinata?" Shino started, leaning forward.
          "Yeah?"
          "You aren't stuttering." he stated.
          Hinata looked away, out the window. A hint of sadness crossed her face before she turned back to him. "No. I suppose I'm not."
          Shino said nothing more, simply watched her as she picked up her tray and started eating her breakfast. Kiba came in a few minutes later, a smile on his face and two bottles of juice in his hand. Passing one to Shino, he opened the other and forced himself to drink it. They talked a few minutes more until Hinata said she was tired and wanted to sleep. Saying quick goodbyes, they left her alone. Sliding down onto her pillow, Hinata sighed, closing her eyes. She fell asleep wishing for Kisame's steady heartbeat next to her ear and the warmth of his body heat to chase the chill of the room away.

          The moonlight flooded down from the heavens, fading the brightness of the stars and casting deep shadows over Konoha. On the rooftop next to the hospital, a darker shadow lurked, silently watching a particular window across the street. The curtains were open and raven black hair could be seen contrasting with the whiteness of the pillow. An innocent face with long dark lashes rolled on the bed toward the window, as if drawn by the moon's magnetism.
          Kisame sighed. He dare not go any closer. He had watched the ANBU patrols around the hospital and the cameras being set up to monitor Hinata's movements. They didn't trust her. A smirked crossed his thin lips. The Hokage was a smart woman. But his Hummingbird was smarter. If only he could say goodbye to her. But that luxury was denied him.
          His heart screamed at him to infiltrate the hospital, abduct her yet again and take her home with him. But his head refused to listen. She would be safe here. She would be forced to stay in the village for quite a while. First to heal, then to make sure she was still loyal to the village. Then maybe she'd be allowed a couple of lower ranking missions.
          After that things would be back to normal. Except that if she ever ran into the Akatsuki again, she would be completely safe. Heaven help anyone she was with. It was folly, but a small part of him hoped that eventually they would be back together again. Pushing down useless hope, he stood and glancing at Hinata one last time, he took off, leaving Konoha far behind him. A vicious smile crossed his lips, echoed by his aching heart. He had a certain red headed ninja to deal with when he got back.
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